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Chapter 16 My House, Buying a House!
While Cheng Muzi was at the HR department to complete her onboarding process, Chi Yu quietly asked Song Youan, "Ms. Song, would you like me to show you around? Your office is on the top floor."

Song Youan waved her hand: "Let's do it another day. It's not like you can explore all 29 floors in one go. Let's do it another day when I have time."

Since Chi Yu didn't say much, he waited until Cheng Muzi had completed all the formalities before personally escorting the two of them downstairs.

On the way back, Cheng Muzi couldn't hide her excitement: "Youan, thank you. I never dreamed I would have such an opportunity. I just found out that my mentor, Mr. Pan, is a gold medalist in an international coffee competition. I must learn from him."

Upon hearing this, Song Youan smiled and said, "Keep it up, you can definitely do it."

Cheng Muzi looked up and revealed a long-lost, relaxed smile. After the classroom smell was gone, she returned to being that bright and cheerful little girl, full of longing and hope for the future.

"Yuan, how did you manage to get me in? You even skipped the interview!" Cheng Muzi looked at her best friend with starry eyes, her eyes full of admiration.

Song Youan reached out and pinched her cheek: "Of course I use connections. I know their leader."

"That abstinent, domineering CEO just now?" Cheng Muzi's eyes changed instantly, as if she had caught some earth-shattering gossip: "Wow, my good buddy, that guy is as handsome as a celebrity."

Song Youan pouted: "Is there anything else in your head?"

"Ah..." Cheng Muzi was slightly disappointed: "I just thought you two were a good match."

"Don't try to play matchmaker. Chi Yu is the general manager of Lanting Club. If you encounter any problems that you can't solve, just go to him directly. The most important thing is to study your professional knowledge well and strive for your ideals."

"And another thing!" Song Youan turned her shoulder and said seriously, "You absolutely cannot go back to Li Mao and get back together, do you hear me!"

Cheng Muzi blinked her eyes, looking aggrieved: "He messaged me yesterday, saying he only found out about me after seeing the video that went viral on Douyin..."

Song Youan glared at Cheng Muzi, shutting her up completely.

"How many times has this happened already? Sister, I'll allow you to date eight people at once, but dating eight people at once is just too pathetic!"

"I know, I haven't, I haven't given in." Cheng Muzi bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "I'm just a little reluctant, after all, it's my first love, and we've been together for so many years."

"Do you think this is the old society? How much is first love worth?" Song Youan sneered. "Wake up and figure out what's most important to you right now."

Cheng Muzi nodded vigorously: "Of course I know that, You'an, don't worry, I won't let anyone interfere with me, I will definitely study hard and work hard to earn money."

"How much do they pay you per month?" Song Youan asked.

"3000 yuan. The HR manager even told me not to tell anyone about my salary. I thought, what's the point of hiding 3,000 yuan? Is it because I'm afraid people will laugh at me for paying too little?"

Even during her internship at the hospital, she earned 5200 yuan a month.

“But I don’t care about the salary; this opportunity is more important to me,” Cheng Muzi said earnestly.

Song You'an frowned upon hearing this: "You must have misread it, how could it only be 3000?"

Although she didn't explicitly explain the salary issue to Chi Yu, shouldn't Chi Yu know what to do? Did she need to remind him?

“It’s 3000, you can see it written in the contract.” Cheng Muzi said, spreading the contract out in front of Song Youan and pointing to the salary and benefits section.

Song Youan glanced at it once and rolled her eyes to the sky: "Big sister, you can donate your eyes if you don't need them anymore. Have you been working overtime at the hospital and your eyesight is failing you? Can't you even count a few zeros?"

"Huh?" Cheng Muzi was confused. She turned the contract over and started counting seriously: "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands...ten thousands? Thirty thousand?"

She looked up in horror, her eyes filled with shock, not joy: "You'an, HR wrote down the wrong number!" "It's 30,000. That's the Lanting Club, how could they only offer you 3,000?" Song You'an said.

"But I don't know anything about this," Cheng Muzi murmured. "Even for the Lanting Club, this is far too extravagant!"

As she spoke, she looked at Song You'an and asked, "You'an, is it because of you that President Chi is paying me such a high salary?"

Song Youan blinked and nodded awkwardly: "There should be a little bit of a relationship, but it's really not the kind of relationship I'm thinking of with him."

“So he likes you!” Cheng Muzi said with certainty.

Song Youan: ...

She felt like things were going a bit off track.

"Don't worry about anything else. They're paying you such a high salary, you should focus on learning and working hard," Song Youan brought the topic back.

Cheng Muzi was touched, and with tears in her eyes, she hugged Song Youan: "Thank you, Youan, I will definitely not let you down."

Song Youan gently patted her back and slowly exhaled, feeling so tired.

The next day, Song You'an took the silver notes to the Kyoto Wufangsi (a government office in Beijing). The officer on duty saw that she was a woman visiting and immediately stopped her at the door: "This is Wufangsi. What brings you here, young lady?"

Song Youan quickly took out a note written by Miss Zhu Ling and handed it over: "I'm here to see Lord Yang."

Upon seeing that the person was introduced by the second young lady of the Marquis of Fuyang's mansion, the other party immediately withdrew his hand: "Please wait a moment, young lady, I will go in and inform her."

A moment later, the other party returned and brought Song Youan into Wufangsi.

A slightly overweight man sat behind a table in the main hall. His eyes lit up when he saw Song Youan enter.

"Is the young lady buying a house?"

As Yang Hechun spoke, his gaze couldn't help but sweep over Song You'an's exquisite figure. She was wearing light makeup today, which was different from the makeup of Da Zhao. Modern makeup techniques were much more advanced, and her makeup today looked like she was bare-faced to the people of Da Zhao, making them think that she was born so beautiful.

"Greetings, Lord Yang. I wish to purchase the Zhuang family's residence in Fuhua Lane," Song You'an stated her purpose directly.

"The dealer?" Yang Hechun withdrew his gaze, his eyes filled with surprise: "Why did you choose such an unlucky place, young lady? I have other better houses here that I can help you think of."

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Yang. I have made this decision after careful consideration."

Yang Hechun nodded meaningfully. Since this person was introduced by Miss Zhu, he couldn't make things difficult for her. He immediately instructed his subordinate, "Go and get the deed for the manor."

Then he said to Song You'an, "Miss, this manor is dilapidated and old. It will take a lot of effort to repair and renovate it. Why don't we ask our Wufangsi people to help you with this? It will save you the trouble of doing it yourself."

The Household Administration not only manages all the residences belonging to the Imperial Court in Kyoto, but also includes outsourced work such as house expansion, renovation, and even cleaning, earning extra national funds for the Imperial Court and providing convenience for the people.

However, as a department directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, Wufangsi naturally charges higher prices compared to private teams.

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